MOTHERHOOD

"About every true mother there is a sancity of martyrdom-
and when she is no more in the body, her children see her with
the ring of light around her head."

Godey's Lady's Book, 1867

THE ART OF DOMESTIC BLISS

.....in a time lacking in certainty and filled with anguish and despair, no woman should be shamefaced in attempting to give back to the world, through her work, a portion of it's lost heart. -Louise Bogan
“And there are my children!
My darling, precious children!
For their sakes I am continually constrained
to seek after an amended, a sanctified life;
what I want them to become
I must become myself”.

~ Elizabeth Prentiss, Stepping Heavenward

Thursday, March 4, 2010

A Field Trip to Tampa's Art Museum







Today was a special day for me ...I got to spend it with one of my favorite people...and I don't get to do that very often. I went to the Tampa Art Museum with my oldest son Jordan. He is 18 and just started college in January. He is majoring in Theater Ats and has a passion for performing. He is so kind, and good. He builds me up, and his smile makes me feel like a million bucks! I feel lucky he is mine. Time goes so fast ...and then your baby is an adult...and you wonder...I hope he knows I am here for him... I hope he knows how much I love him. And most of all I hope he knows how wonderful he is, and that I will always be there for him. So today after our trip to the museum we went to have lunch in Ybor City. And I finally got my chance to tell him all the thing's I wanted him to know...that sometimes a mom just doesn't know, if they REALLY know, how much they mean to us. It was a beautiful day...it was spent with a beautiful person. I love you Jordan...You amaze me every day!
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An Island of Security....A Mother at Home

Very largely does the wife hold in her hands, as a sacred trust, the happiness and the highest good of the hearts that nestle there. In the last analysis, home happiness depends on the wife.
  • Her spirit gives the home its atmosphere.
  • Her hands fashion its beauty.
  • Her heart makes its love.
And the end is so worthy, so noble, so divine, that no woman who has been called to be a wife, and has listened to the call, should consider any price too great to pay, to be . . .

the light,
the joy,
the blessing,
the inspiration,
of a home.

The woman who makes a sweet, beautiful home, filling it with love and prayer and purity, is doing something better than anything else her hands could find to do beneath the skies.

A true mother is one of the holiest secrets of home happiness.

God sends many beautiful things to this world,

many noble gifts;

but no blessing is richer than that which He bestows

in a mother

who has learned love's lessons well,

and has realized something of the meaning

of her sacred calling.










~ J. R. Miller, "Secrets of Happy Home Life, 1894" ~

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